Accidently in love

Chapter Ten

Blaine glared at his parents annoyed, his father chuckled back at him. "Where's your boy toy?" His father, asked with a raised eyebrow. Blaine glared right back into his soul and crossed his arms over his chest.

"He is not my boy toy." Blaine said annoyed anger boiling under my skin. "You don't deserve me as a son, I'm a much better person than you ever will be. I'll be a father someday." Blaine trudged into the penthouse, having rich parents could have it's perks.

"Get back here, Blaine." Mr. Anderson yelled at him angrily, following him in behind and gripping onto his wrist. "Don't walk away from me Blaine Devon Anderson." Blaine struggled out of his grip bolting upstairs, only to be yanked back downstairs landing with a smack into the glass coffee table. "Such a disappointment Blaine. You were a big mistake."

Blaine just laid there on the ground while his father slammed the door shut leaving an unconscious Blaine bleeding out his head. Probably going to the bar. He thought to himself.

His mother arrived at the house 2 hours later, shrieking at Blaine. His face pale and limp she called the phone operator. "Hello, My son needs an ambulance right now-" And she broke down crying into her hands. She rattled her address off before hanging up.

The noises could be heard of sirens from down the road, pulling into the Anderson home driveway could be heard a mile away, two paramedics came rushing out carrying a stretcher, between the three of them including the driver they lifted his lifeless body onto the stretcher and pushing the move along bed into the back of the ambulance.

The women paramedic, Clairissa sends the mother a sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry but It might be best for you to contact anybody who is close to Blaine." The lady smiled before leaving off with the speeding ambulance down the street.

Back at the hospital 20 minutes later, Kurt paced back and forth in th hospital waiting room waiting the neurologist, brain doctor to finish working on Blaine's head. He hadn't heard much and didn't really talk to his mother. His step mother was in there helping out, She was a nurse here at this hospital anyways.

Kurt sighed and glared at his own hands waiting. If Kurt was being honest he hated waiting, escpecially in hospitals, the last he was in a hospital and his father had a heart attack and the time before that his mother died. He remembered so clearly that sad day.

Minutes later, or hurs Kurt wasn't sure. The doctor arrived tugging his gloves off. "He's on some sleeping pills right now, so he'll be asleep for the night, we have stopped the bleeding for now but he will be alright." The doctor replied. "But you can see him now."

"Can he hear us?" Kurt says quietly, ooking up at the doctor and hugging his torso. The doctor nodded and smiled before walking off, leaving them with the room number, and floor. Blaine's mother and Kurt walked to floor 3 and room 213.

Kurt slowly creaked the door open and gasped a small quiet whimper escaping his mouth when he sees how small and fragile Blaine looks. "Oh my god." Kurt whimpers moving quickly to the side of his bed and sitting in the uncomfortable hospital chairs.

The mother slowly made her way in, and settled down on the other side taking Blaine's free hand. "I'm Pam." She smiled slightly but softly and rubbed her thumb across the back of his hand. "And who are you?"

Kurt looked up completely shocked before looking back down at Blaine's hand. "Kurt Hummel. A friend- I think?" Kurt sighed slightly. "Mrs. Anderson, I think it would be best if you went home right now."

Pam sighed and pushed her dark curls out of her face. "Yeah, probably I see you tomorrow?" She questioned thoughtfully. Kurt only responded with a nod. "Are you staying the night?" He nodded once more and she stood up reassuringly. "He's a fighter, Darling!"

She disappeared down the hospital hallway, once Kurt knew she was gone, he pulled the blanks back and crawled into the bed beside him blushing when he felt Blaine was only in a night gown. "Blaine, don't you dare do that again to me you idiot."

"You supposed to be the strong one, the fighter. I can't be strong for you unless I know your alive." Kurt smiled softly, fresh tears coming down his cheek. "I didn't mean to get all stupidly emotional but I can't help it. You could have killed me with a fucking heart attack you asshole."

He threw his hand over Blaine's stomach and nuzzled his head into his neck. "Hmm you smell really good." Kurt smiles and giggles quietly. "Your so adorable, Blaine."

Kurt's heart stopped when he felt a hand tighten onto his other free hand. Kurt went to sleep with a smile on his face.

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